tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44324301946132057662012-02-16T18:52:47.612-07:00The Irreverent Poet LOLDiana mntsingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00620407908580397557noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432430194613205766.post-79140675766966402662010-10-11T09:14:00.003-06:002010-10-11T09:18:40.433-06:00Well I finally got up the courage to enter a writing contest that is international (LOL why start small?)........ it has been many months and this is the month I am supposed to find out how I rated. I have also written to a company to see if they want to buy one of my works... again waiting on that.......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4432430194613205766-7914067576696640266?l=dianamntsinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Diana mntsingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00620407908580397557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432430194613205766.post-44555281992267553332010-10-04T14:50:00.005-06:002010-10-04T15:06:32.941-06:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_glNbuTyZW9Y/TKpA8y4hAlI/AAAAAAAAACA/N_RQ_pXuJyI/s1600/ash+in+snow+06.bmp"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524299306118480466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_glNbuTyZW9Y/TKpA8y4hAlI/AAAAAAAAACA/N_RQ_pXuJyI/s320/ash+in+snow+06.bmp" /></a> <div>I am a poet</div> <div>We all know it</div> <div>Irreverent but kind</div> <div>Have kids; hence no mind</div> <div>Dancing and singing renews my soul</div> <div>Throwing my lot in with the Moon; releasing control</div> <div> Laughing at the wonder of life</div> <div> Celebrating the darkness and light</div> <div></div> <div> Diana L (C) 10-4-10</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4432430194613205766-4455528199226755333?l=dianamntsinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Diana mntsingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00620407908580397557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432430194613205766.post-19197205068463121912007-10-13T14:42:00.000-06:002007-10-13T15:44:17.050-06:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_glNbuTyZW9Y/RxEu2qNTiXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9T4tGsPGszE/s1600-h/10-11-2007-111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120925767874873714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_glNbuTyZW9Y/RxEu2qNTiXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9T4tGsPGszE/s320/10-11-2007-111.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><span style="color:#333399;">Girl with Ribbons sculpted by Glenna Goodacre</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Bottoms</span></p><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><p align="center"> Bottoms, what funny things you are. On men you look fine, close or afar. Yet on a women you seem so big. Why can we just not give a fig? Why do we care how big our bottom is? It holds our weight and all that biz. Ahhh the silly things we think about. Trying to attract men makes us doubt. Is our bottom too big? Are we acting the prig? Oh well, we can’t change the way we look. We can’t shrink bones by hook or crook. So I guess we do not have choice. Just accept our bottoms and rejoice. We should not wish to change its size. Be glad that watching it gives men a rise. Yes, our bottoms are not all bad. Just look at all the fun we’ve had. :) (C) Diana 06</span></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4432430194613205766-1919720506846312191?l=dianamntsinger.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Diana mntsingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00620407908580397557noreply@blogger.com5